Two Winters Past

EXT. ROAD. EVENING.

The road was built above a river in the deep cleft of a valley between hills that still grow thick with trees. HOLT, TIFF, AIDEN, and MJ have their hands bound, walking with LOGAN and 6 BARABAS.

LOGAN: It won’t be bad, we got plenty of food, and beds for a lot more people. When we secure the river up stream, we can catch more fish.

MJ: Was there ever a settlement in Hancock?

LOGAN: Oh yes. They didn’t want to work together. We burned the place and killed everyone. My story was just to get you in a safe place.

MJ: To kidnap us?

AIDEN: To conscript us.

LOGAN: What the fuck are you talking about?

AIDEN: We’re being shanghaied, pressed into service. We can leave if we want, but he’s taking everything.

LOGAN: Even your clothes. You ain’t like to get far without them. These nights still real cold.

AIDEN: Or we can stay and be part of his army.

MJ: I’m not going to be part of any army!

LOGAN slaps MJ. She falls. HOLT struggles against his bonds.

LOGAN: You speak when spoken to, Missy. I was letting you talk amongst yerselves, but I’m sick of listening to you.

HOLT: If you ever touch her again...

LOGAN: You’ll what?

HOLT: Don’t fucking tempt me.

LOGAN raises an eyebrow.

MJ is getting to her feet. LOGAN punches her in the mouth.

HOLT lunges, but two BARABAS hold him back.

MJ: Holt, no!

LOGAN kicks her.

AIDEN: Holt! Stop!

TIFF: He’s going to hurt her!

LOGAN kicks MJ again. MJ is sobbing.

HOLT breaks free and jumps on LOGAN’s waist.

HOLT headbutts LOGAN.

BARABAS hits HOLT with a pitchfork, knocking him off LOGAN.

HOLT is dazed, lying on the ground.

LOGAN stands, rubbing his face.

MJ is laying on the ground, sobbing.

LOGAN looks from MJ to HOLT, rubbing his head.

LOGAN: We got rope?

BARABAS: We got rope.

LOGAN: A long one? Any of you know how to tie a noose?